Maybe one day we’ll end up together.
Sharing a bed and talking about what we want for dinner.
Immersed in a mundane magic
A routine ecstasy
That’s all I want for you and me

I just want you to know
I never viewed this thing we have
Through rose colored glasses.
I never looked at us through the doe eyed,
Pink lens of a love struck girl.
I see you as your desperate, real, messy self.
I see every crack and missing piece you have
And I burn for you anyway.

Travel a road of darkness for long enough,
And your soul will cling to any thread light it finds

I wish I could hear the music in your head
While you’re dancing

I blazed
I burned
I poured my soul into this vocation
My heart was on fire
That’s what they told me
“We’ve never seen work ethic like yours”
But the thing about burning
Is eventually,
You get burned out

Enjoying creature comforts
Is by no means the reason for my existence.
But my oh my,
How they make the load of life
So much more bearable.

You can do your upmost
Try your very best.
Give everything you have.
But you can never MAKE someone love you.